Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

and kicking him would have been enough. Shang's action of tearing his arm off had

worse offense was with

the order, but he had never shown any

have simply beaten him down, thrown

out someone's jaw

as he took a deep breath. 'With that display, fewer people will bother me in the future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens when they

were right. It was the

took the skinning knife he had bought

made the correct choice,' he repeated to himself

the knife continued, Shang continued

how long he had been shaving, but when he

and saw blood

touched his jaw, but it had already

he had cut himself while shaving, and judging by

It's only logical that it cuts my skin while shaving. I should be more careful in the future,' Shang thought before

also washed his hands before

building and looked at the

gone, and the students were back to doing whatever

and the few that did either averted their

was like

had happened on Earth, the people would still be crowded around the area where it had happened while police were investigating the

this world,

clock above the main entrance to the main building. Usually, warriors didn't really care about the time of the day. They mostly focused on the position

Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just schedule things

have two meetings in

go to first? Additionally, the definition

but since this academy was very sophisticated and also included plenty of education about Mages, it had adopted the

academy knew that warriors often forgot the time while

soon. I've been stuck on the techniques, and I need some

the bigger training fields. The core lesson for the Caterpillar Class took